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today’s prompt: What’s something you want to do once physical distancing is over?
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This year I promised to make time to connect with others, an intentional step towards ensuring that physical distancing did not eradicate emotional closeness.
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As so many of us swapped to online meetings for physical distancing, trying to balance the perks but also an annoyance, I’m hoping that we can bring the perks forward when we can finally meet in physical rooms again.
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Three people having a sanitised mansion to themselves is a vast improvement to the old status quo of dozens of humans sharing the same house. The reduction in residential density represents an improvement in human civilisation.
i can understand the use of large house for a family but what do those single rich fucks with the goddamn true mansions do with all that space exactly? like let's table all valid criticisms of the spending and constructing of them aside and just focus on what exactly you do with that space
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New Normal: Mactan International Airport
In our last family vacation, I was in awe at the state of Mactan International Airport. It was a stark comparison to NAIA in Manila. Mactan International Airport was flawless. Everything was clean and orderly and the staff was friendly and accommodating. Me and my family did not experience any problems at all. When it was time for us to leave, a staff wheeled my mother who suffered a knee injury…
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During a time when physical distancing really changed the way we interact with each other, what were your connections like? How were your friendships? Relationships? Familial connections?
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#dengue#demam berdarah#aedes aegypti#nyamuk#nyeri otot dan sendi#Nyeri di belakang mata#ruam merah#nafsu makan#covid-19#sars-cov-2#polymerase chain reaction (pcr)#rapid test#spesimen#physical distancing
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Social Cocooning
“Social Cocooning” – die “neue Lust an der Einsamkeit” oder an dem “kultivierten Alleinsein” Nachdem die ach so heimelige Weihnachtszeit mit all ihrer sozialen und gesellschaftlichen “Hyggeligkeit” (auch so ein neues Modewort, allerdings aus dem Dänischen ;-)) im trauten Familien- und Freundschaftskreis vor dem genusslastbiegenden Essens- und dem geschenkeberstenden Gabentisch angebrochen ist,…
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#Alleinsein#Bloch#Einsamkeit#hyggelig#Hyggeligkeit#JOMO#Misanthrop#Narzissmus#Neomarxismus#Physical Distancing#Prinzip Hoffnung#Resonanzphänpmen#Schopenhauer#Social Cocooning#Spitzer#zukunftsInstitut
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have you ever seen two people more married in your entire life. please
#doctor who#twelveclara#so much to unpack here.#first of all the banter. just kill me.#the fact that he's helping her students on a regular basis. the intertwining of their lives to a dangerous degree#the fact that he jokes about their season 8 breakup as if that's something they joke about#the hug. THE HUG.#suggesting that physical touch is something they Do now#him admitting he missed her. not a huge deal but meaningful To Me.#the doctor who classic 'im never leaving you!' <- dies 1-3 episodes later. which will never get old#can we return to the hug one more time. insert joke about how i know he takes it from behind. and so on and so forth.#and last but not least the way he looks at her. man. stares off into the distance forever#i always forget about this little moment but it really is such a beautiful one
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i need to get this out of my head before i continue clone^2 but danny being the first batkid. Like, standard procedure stuff: his parents and sister die, danny ends up with Vlad Masters. He drags him along to stereotypical galas and stuff; Danny is not having a good time.
He ends up going to one of the Wayne Galas being hosted ever since elusive Bruce Wayne has returned to Gotham. Vlad is crowing about having this opportunity as he's been wanting to sink his claws into the company for a long while now. Danny is too busy grieving to care what he wants.
And like most Galas, once Vlad is done showing him off to the other socialites and the like, he disappears. Off to a dark corner, or to one of the many balconies; doesn't matter. There he runs into said star of the show, Bruce who is still young, has been Batman for at least a year at this point, but still getting used to all these damn people and socializing. He's stepped off to hide for a few minutes before stepping back into the shark tank.
And he runs into a kid with circles under his eyes and a dull gleam in them. Familiar, like looking into a mirror.
Danny tries to excuse himself, he hasn't stopped crying since his parents died and it's been months. He rubs his eyes and stands up, and stumbles over a half-hearted apology to Mister Wayne. Some of Vlad's etiquette lessons kicking in.
Bruce is awkward, but he softens. "That's alright, lad," he says, pulling up some of that Brucie Wayne confidence, "I was just coming out here to get some fresh air."
There's a little pressing; Bruce asks who he's here with, Danny says, voice quiet and grief-stricken, that he's with his godfather Vlad Masters. Bruce asks him if he knows where he is, and Danny tells him he does. Bruce offers to leave, Danny tells him to do whatever he wants.
It ends with Bruce staying, standing off to the side with Danny in silence. Neither of them say a word, and Danny eventually leaves first in that same silence.
Bruce looks into Vlad Masters after everything is over, his interest piqued. He finds news about him taking in Danny Fenton: he looks into Danny Fenton. He finds news articles about his parents' deaths, their occupations, everything he can get his hands on.
At the next gala, he sees Danny again. And he looks the same as ever: quiet like a ghost, just as pale, and full of grief. Bruce sits in silence with him again for nearly ten minutes before he strikes a conversation.
"Do you like to do anything?"
Nothing. Just silence.
Bruce isn't quite sure what to do: comfort is not his forte, and Danny doesn't know him. He's smart enough to know that. So he starts talking about other things; anything he can think of that Brucie Wayne might say, that also wasn't inappropriate for a kid to hear.
Danny says nothing the entire time, and is again the first to leave.
Bruce watches from a distance as he intercts with Vlad Masters; how Vlad Masters interacts with him. He doesn't like what he sees: Vlad Masters keeps a hand on Danny's shoulder like one would hold onto the collar of a dog. He parades him around like a trophy he won.
And there are moments, when someone gets too close or when someone tries to shake Danny's hand, of deep possessiveness that flints over Vlad Masters' eyes. Like a dragon guarding a horde.
He plays the act of doting godfather well: but Bruce knows a liar when he sees one. Like recognizes like.
Danny is dull-eyed and blank faced the entire time; he looks miserable.
So Bruce tries to host more parties; if only so that he can talk to Danny alone. Vlad seems all too happy to attend, toting Danny along like a ribbon, and on the dot every hour, Danny slips away to somewhere to hide. Bruce appears twenty minutes later.
"I was looking into your godfather's company," he says one night, trying to think of more things to say. Some nights all they do is sit in silence. "Some of my shareholders were thinking of partnering up--"
"Don't."
He stops. Danny hardly says a word to him, he doesn't even look at him -- he's sitting on the ground, his head in his knees. Like he's trying to hide from the world. But he's looking, blue eyes piercing up at Bruce.
Bruce tilts his head, practiced puppy-like. "Pardon?"
"Don't." Danny says, strongly. "Don't make any deals with Vlad."
It's the most words Danny's spoken to him, and there's a look in his eyes like a candle finding its spark. Something hard. Bruce presses further, "And why is that?"
The spark flutters, and flushes out. Danny blinks like he's coming out of a trance, and slumps back into himself. "Just don't."
Bruce stares at him, thoughtful, before looking away. "Alright. I won't."
And they fall back into silence.
Danny, when he leaves, turns to look at Bruce, "I mean it." He says; soft like he's telling a secret, "Don't make any deals with him. Don't be alone with him. Don't work with him."
He's scampered away before Bruce can question him further.
(He never planned on working with Vlad Masters and his company; he's done his research. He's seen the misfortune. But nothing ever leads back to him. There's no evidence of anything. But Danny knows something.)
At their next meeting, Danny starts the conversation. It's new, and it's welcomed. He says, cutting through their five minute quiet, that he likes stars. And he doesn't like that he can't see them in Gotham.
Bruce hums in interest, and Danny continues talking. It's as if floodgates had been opened, and as Bruce takes a sip of his wine, it tastes like victory.
("Tucker told me once--") ("Tucker?") ("Oh-- uh, one of my best friends. He's a tech geek. We haven't talked in a while.")
(Danny shut down in his grief -- his friends are worried, but can't reach him. When he goes back to the manor with Vlad, he fishes out his phone and sends them a message.)
(They are ecstatic to hear from him.)
It all culminates until one day, when Danny is leaving to go back inside, that Bruce speaks up. "You know," He says, leaning against the railing. "The manor has many rooms; plenty of space for a guest."
The implication there, hidden between the lines. And Danny is smart, he looks at Bruce with a sharp glean in his eyes, and he nods. "Good to know."
The next time they see each other, Danny has something in his hands. "Can you hold onto something for me?" He asks.
When Bruce agrees, Danny places a pearl into his palm. or, at least, it's something that looks like a pearl. Because it's cold to the touch; sinking into Bruce's white silk gloves with ease and shimmering like an opal. It moves a little as it settles into his hand, and the moves like its full of liquid.
Bruce has never seen anything like it before, but he does know this; it's not human. "What is it?" He asks, and Danny looks uncomfortable.
"I can't tell you that." He says, shifting on his foot like he's scared of someone seeing it. "But please be careful with it. Treat it like it's extremely fragile."
When Bruce gets home, he puts it in an empty ring box and hides the box in the cave. He tries researching into what it is. he can't find anything concrete.
Everything comes to a head one day when Danny appears at the manor's doorstep one evening, soaking wet in the rain, and bleeding from the side.
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dpxdc crossover#dpdc#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc prompt#man i just really need more dpdc stuff where danny and bruce have a good relationship. like man i NEED it. like i need to see these two#bonding together. and not in a cracky 'oh danny is a distant friend/cousin/etc' stuff but like. active participants in each other's lives#or as active as can be in this case. i neeeeed these two getting along and caring about one another#this idea came to me like last night and hasn't left since nd it was driving me up the wall to think about both positively and negatively b#i neeeded someone to hear about this or i was gonna implode#danny is the first son#tried to just get the general gist of the idea down but i definitely thought of the idea that bruce lowkey suspects vlad for having a hand#Vlad allows Danny to sneak off because he thinks Danny is alone. if he knew Bruce was there he'd be piiisssed and would put a stop to it#Sam and Tucker are alive they just got ghosted for a bit by danny bc he was in Major Grief and didn't wanna socialize. He couldn't go to#them because he didn't wanna put them in danger via Vlad.#oh that thing he handed Bruce? Yeah that's his ghost core. I have a headcanon (that isnt always applied) that ghosts can take their cores#out of their bodies at will and painlessly and without issue. and its common practice actually to do so bc they can be a not insignificant#distance away from said core before problems start to act up. and its common for ghosts to leave their physical cores at their lairs for#safekeeping because as long as the physical core is fine: so is the ghost. they can reform if their body gets destroyed. it also acts as a#fast travel sometimes. where they can reform at their core in an instant. its not inspired in the slightest by SU but i do see the overlap#most cores are pretty small for safety sake: its harder to hit if its small. and they're pr resilient too but its better to be safe than#sorry. so yeah. danny essentially gave bruce the physical embodiment of his soul and indirectly said#'if anything happens to me at least i'll be safe with you'#danny doesn't know he's batman btw#starry rambles.#was gonna go into danny becoming a vigilante beside bruce but im sleeeepy so i'll do that in a reblog. he's gonna go by nightingale if#anyone is interested. stereotypical but to be frank it is a *good* name imo. has a good amount of syllables and consonants to it#and the bird theme. and since its part of an ancestral name it has even more backing for it being bird-y without being meta
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Sketches of Nya from Hands of Time and Skybound!!
The outgrown Bob haircut phase
#i want a Nya suit to have Black as the main colour in her suit again pls#pls pls pls#Anyway this haircut is the point where she starts considering growing her hair out#hands of time and Skybound changed aspects of who she was and her life so it seemed natural for her to let herself physically change as well#fanart#lego ninjago#ninjago#lego ninjago fanart#ninjago fanart#ninjago nya#nya smith#nya jiang#Nya means sm to me and her character development and change through time matters sm to me#i think her hair has had many phases#representing who she was who she is and who she will be#Skybound was her turning point she was now apart of the team and not just kais sister of jays girlfriend#she was nya so she wanted to change her appaerence so she could put a distance between her past self#idk this is just a ramble nya just makes me insane
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It's very pointed that of all the family portraits we've seen in Arcane, Ambessa's the one who keeps her family, especially her children the furthest from her.
Seriously, you've got Jayce and his dad togetger.
Vander and the kids.
Even in the Kiramman portrait, Cassandra may be positioned above her husband and child, but they're still connected.
Just wow. The signs were there from the start.
#arcane#arcane meta#medarda family values#ambessa medarda#look at the distance between ambessa and kino#her blade (symbolizing her dedication as a warlord) physically keeps them apart#her children look at her but she looks straight ahead#this is what she portrays to the world despite her love for them#and this is what she gives them
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Tbh, I'm kind of obsessed with the almost tragedy of Eiland and Caldarus in Fields of Mistria. Eiland's dedicated his life to uncovering the secrets and stories hidden in Mistria's archeology - he's single-mindedly devoted to it, so much so that even his side hobbies are influenced by his love of history and desire to know more about Mistria's but it's that devotion that makes him so blind to the magic right in front of him.
It's Eiland's sharp eye that sees Caldarus' statue behind that tree on the farm. It's Eiland who whacks away at the bark with the axe fruitlessly until he's assisted. It's Eiland who coaxes the player to help repair Caldarus' statue and subtly ropes them into joining his History Society. It's Eiland who is devoted to the steles, who gets so excited at the prospect at uncovering a new piece of old Mistria's puzzle that he cuts his outing short to rush to the museum. It's Eiland who realises that all of the different eras of artefacts dug up in Mistria's soil must mean that Mistria itself was once the cradle of civilisation for Aldaria.
And yet, with all of that knowledge, he's still so, so blind to what's right in front of him. He doesn't realise that Juniper is a witch, he merely knows that she is familiar with all manner of the arcane and assumes it's a scholarly pursuit like his instead of what it actually is - Juniper's lifestyle, Juniper's culture. And ultimately, I think that's why he's blind to Caldarus and the magic right in front of him.
Eiland isn't taking the time to stop and really think about what all these artefacts and armaments mean. He isn't considering that remnants of old Mistria still live, he isn't even able to grapple with the question of whether or not it's right for him to dig up the armour at the stele when it's clearly hidden there for a reason. Eiland is completely detached from the history he's searching for and that's why, even with magic and the truth about Mistria right in front of him, he'll remain blind to it.
#ginger rambles#fom eiland#fom caldarus#fom juniper#There is a very very fascinating thing in Mistria about duality#And Eiland is playing contrast to at least three people#He's the dreaming to Adeline's realism#He's the theory to Juniper's practice#And he's the scientific distance to Caldarus' magical intimacy specifically wrt Mistria as a living breathing land#I think he's very charming but he's so out of his depth that I also think of him as very tragic#Adeline at least has both her feet on the ground - she's connected to Mistria's present in a way Eiland will never be connected#to Mistria's past#And it hurts because all Eiland wants is to know#He craves that knowledge and to uncover the mysteries for a completely purehearted reason#Again contrasting Juniper who came to Mistria fully intent on scraping it for magic she could add to her own power#He's sincere but he's blind#And whenever Caldarus gets returned to a physical body#I'm extremely interested to see how they will interact with each other#fields of mistria#ginger chats about mistria
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This year I promised to make time to connect with others, an intentional step towards ensuring that physical distancing did not eradicate emotional closeness.
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Still on my Ulder & Wyll bullshit but like
I keep thinking of Ulder Ravenguard, sending away his only son at seventeen, and years later hearing of a hero with a fine rapier and mismatched, kind eyes and manners from a storybook, and thinking, demanding surely not. that cannot be my son. my son is a devil's servant. it cannot be. i have no son.
and then after seven long years meeting Wyll again, at Wrym's Rock through a mindflayer's thrall, and feeling something like relief, not at seeing him but at this cold surety that this boy, this man, this hero of the frontiers could not be his son, because his son was not this tall and old and sure-footed, and did not have curling horns and a devil red eye, and the rumors must be wrong, and this Blade must be a stranger.
And then Wyll looks at him, with such kind eyes- his mother's eyes still, even devil-tainted- and calls him "father", and he knows, he knows, and his son is here, so much older and wearier and stronger, too, and he's a hero and a man and by gods he's a monster and by gods he's his son.
#never gonna be normal about this#sorry#i exist to scream about wyll ravenguard please and thank you#they're just so dhagfdskjgfyuosgd#its about the themes okay#something about distance and meeting each other again unrecognizable. something about seven years to be a man and seven years still the sam#idk its too late for coherent thoughts okay#bg3 wyll#baldurs gate wyll#ulder ravengard#like you know the line: “i was a fool at best; a traitor at worst. and the grand duke ravenguard suffers neither”#sadlkfghouysdglfusdjgujdsljhsdf#foaming at the mouth#literally so insane about them#someday im gonna write that fic i want to#and im giving the 3 other people who care about them 3d8 physic damage#wyll#wyll ravengard
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thinking about rewriting moonpaw (as someone who doesn’t rewrite wc) bc i am plural. bc i can make it my headmates’ problems too. for some reason my first thought was “she split a firestar fictive after growing up with stories about him. he’s a caretaker”
You can and you should!
I could go off about how one of the best things anyone can do as a portrayal of anything is to humanize the subject, especially of experiences as complex and misunderstood as plurality. That art is the way we connect with each other, exercise our imagination and our empathy, get others to understand our radically different lived experiences.
But do it because you want to.
Do it because you can see yourself.
Do it because it's cathartic to watch a character encounter with the same thoughts, emotions, and situations as you.
Sometimes, it even becomes answers to questions you'd been grappling with for a long time, and you learn something about yourself. If it feels good, pursue it. That's all the justification you need.
#bone babble#bones gives advice#I had a person reach out to me in DMs once to tell me that my portrayal of Bramble actually helped them work through some issues--#--with a headmate. And allowed them to start working on him to help him get better.#That was very flattering. I'm glad I could help#I can't imagine how hard it must be to work on helping out someone you can't get physical distance with#It sounds like having siblings but Harder#HASHTAG ONLYCHILDLIFE
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